So, I hurt my neck. Big-time. Like I woke up this morning at 6:00 whimpering and crying and wanting to die. I know I’m melodramatic, but the pain was pretty intense. After a heating pad (I probably should’ve used ice) and some ibuprofen and a lot of praying, I could move my head a little more, but ouch.
Tony the Massage Therapist to the rescue! I could wax eloquent about all the times in the past where he has saved my life, but one of the things he instructed me to do tonight was “stay away from the computer for awhile.” As if. No, seriously, I’m pretty intent on following his instructions, because a.) he’s very wise and knows what he’s talking about and b.) I don’t want to be in this kind of pain on the way to/in/on the way home from Cambodia.
If you’ve never been to a massage therapist, I can’t recommend them highly enough. Well, I’ve only ever been to one, but I have been to at least six chiropractors, and I have very little nice to say about (m)any of them. One in particular was a NIGHTMARE that makes me bitter all over again whenever I think about him.
Anyway. After an hour with Tony massaging deep muscle tissue I didn’t even know I had, I can move my head and neck. I’m just really sore. And wondering how in the world I’m going to follow his “suggestions.”
1. Don’t look down. As in, don’t look down at my children. Don’t look down to read. Don’t look down to see what I just stepped in that was sticky. Okay. Sure.
(By the way, did I mention how my injury occurred? Well, it’s called Trying to Show Your 9-Year-Old That You’ve Still Got It By Doing Flips Underwater at the Pool. I only did 3 mind you, but it was more than enough. The jerky head tucks and flailing forward did me in. Tony said my injury is similar to what would happen if I hit my head really hard on something. I’ll try that next time.)
2. Don’t look up. This is perfect with all the fireworks taking place in the next few days. Don’t look up. Got it.
3. Don’t lift anything heavy. Or even close to heavy. You mean like luggage?
4. Don’t sit in one spot for more than 15-20 minutes at a time. So, I should probably get up once or twice on my 95-hour flight to Taipei?
5. Easy on the computer usage. Oops. I’ll be back. Going to take a little break. Seriously.
(I fell asleep up on my bed. No lie. Ha!)
25 minutes later…
6. Avoid repetitive motion. (too tired to remember his examples)
7. Lie on your back while sleeping. Nooooooooo! Okay, okay.
8. No more flips in the pool. Ever. Yes, sir!
9. I’ll probably remember the rest of them sometime in the middle of doing them.
In all seriousness, thanks for your prayers. For everything. I can feel them. (I go back Tuesday one more time before our big departure the following day.)
Happy 4th of July weekend! A big thank you to all of those fighting so bravely for our freedom (and for their loved ones bravely holding down the fort at home)! We love you!